It’s my fault.  I started it.

I’d rather you do something more productive.

As a teenager, I of course deny any involvement in this quotation.

Please.

I’ll do it later.

And then everything exploded.

The Universe can seem a very large place, at least until you have cultivated a properly outrageous ego.  Once you are not only confident of your immortality and place at the center of All That Is, but have realized also that the very fabric of existence only has meaning when you contemplate it, then you are finally ready to devote yourself to things mundane, such as your immediate environs.  So look about you, and bask in how substantial it all seems.  Just don’t take Reality too seriously.

I didn’t hear what you said